When Giving is More Important Than Receiving - an Editorial Review of "Tin Whistle"
- DK Marley
- Sep 18
- 5 min read

Book Blurb:
Inspired by a true story...
1854
Jacob Gusky wakes up hoping Santa has arrived. And he has... but not for Jacob, one of two Jewish boys living at the Boys’ Home of Manhattan. When a friend gifts him a tin whistle, Jacob learns the power of giving, the joy in receiving, and hears what he considers to be the sound of happiness.
1881
Recently widowed and completely out of options, Frannie takes her daughter Molly to the Home for the Friendless. “You’ll be back before Christmas?” Molly asks. Frannie gives Molly half a quilt square and keeps the other, choking on her reply.
Now a happily married father of three, Jacob Gusky owns Gusky’s Grand Emporium, Pittsburgh’s first premier department store. After unearthing the tin whistle from the orphanage, he is reminded of what it felt like to have nothing, and decides to make a difference in the lives of others no matter their faith. But with so little time before Christmas morning, can he even begin to give the orphaned children of Pittsburgh what he knows they need?
When giving is more important than receiving...
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Author Bio:

Bestselling author, Kathleen Shoop, holds a PhD in reading education and has more than 20 years of experience in the classroom. She writes historical fiction, women’s fiction and romance. Shoop’s novels have garnered various awards in the Independent Publisher Book Awards (IPPY), Eric Hoffer Book Awards, Indie Excellence Awards, Next Generation Indie Book Awards, Readers’ Favorite and the San Francisco Book Festival. Kathleen has been featured in USA Today and the Writer’s Guide to 2013. Her work has appeared in The Tribune-Review, four Chicken Soup for the Soul books and Pittsburgh Parent magazine. Kathleen coordinates Mindful Writing Retreats and is a regular presenter at conferences for writers.
I adore writing historical fiction (The Letter series, After the Fog and Donora Stories that are coming soon!) but am having a blast writing romance like Home Again, Return to Love and Tending Her Heart (Endless Love series). Thank you so much for the time you take to read.
Editorial Review:
Title: The Tin Whistle
Author: Kathleen Shoop
Publisher: Amazon Digital Services LLC
ISBN: 9798573389844
Pages: 108
Rating: 4.5 Stars
"The Tin Whistle" by Kathleen Shoop is a tender, nostalgic holiday novella with strong historical fiction roots that will leave you quietly heartbroken and deeply hopeful all at once. It follows Jacob Gusky, a once-forgotten orphan turned wealthy department store owner whose life is reshaped by a single childhood gift- a battered tin whistle. But just when you think this is simply a story of giving, the past returns with questions, heartbreaks, and faces that refuse to be forgotten.
Set in 1850s and 1880s America, "The Tin Whistle" moves between past and present to chart a powerful story of longing, resilience, and rediscovered purpose. While Jacob Gusky reflects on a formative holiday moment from his orphaned youth, a young mother named Frannie faces modern-day desperation that echoes Jacob’s past. She’s not an orphan, but she knows what it means to be cut adrift- penniless, overlooked, forced to make impossible choices for the sake of her child. Jacob is the kind of person Frannie desperately needs to encounter but because of timing, shame, and societal barriers, their paths only nearly cross at first. Their lives unfold separately in the first pages, but Shoop seamlessly draws them together through acts of giving, moments of silence, and the shared hope for something better especially for the children who are caught in between.
Reading "The Tin Whistle" felt like settling in with a warm drink on a snowy afternoon, except that, several times, I had to pause and sit with the emotional ache Shoop so deftly evokes. This is a book that’s not loud or flashy but instead lives in the small gestures which include the whistle tucked into a pocket, the quilt shared between mother and daughter as well as the half-finished prayers whispered into cold nights. And that’s what makes it hit so hard.
Shoop’s style is quietly powerful, never overdone, but often lyrical. Her use of objects as emotional anchors is masterful. Take this moment, for example:
“Jacob kept the whistle close. Every time he reached in his pocket for his watch, there it was, his fingers brushing past it… So long forgotten and now it was this symbol of where he had started, a marker to show how far he’d come.”
That tiny tin whistle is so much more than a toy. It becomes a stand-in for memory, loss, hope, and a kind of moral compass that Jacob carries with him. It’s incredibly simple, and yet that simplicity is what gives it power.
What really works in this novella is Jacob himself. I wasn’t sure I’d connect with him at first but as the layers peeled back, his longing to give not just money but meaning to others absolutely gripped me. There’s a scene where he confesses this drive to his wife, Esther:
“I vowed to be someone who gives. Someone who would share his bounty... Thousands of orphaned souls... They live in poor homes and asylums and my goodness—I was one of those children.”
That passage cracked something open in me. It’s not just about charity. It’s about memory, identity, and doing more than what’s required especially when you’ve been the forgotten one before. Esther’s fragile concern, her tired compassion, made it all the more poignant. Shoop has a knack for dialogue that feels lived-in and real, especially between long-married couples who know how to argue with love.
The story also manages to fold in just enough tension and mystery to keep the pacing gentle but never dull. At one point, a woman appears—and then disappears again—just as Jacob begins to piece together a larger plan of generosity. The scene ends on a strangely quiet note, but it lingers:
“It wasn’t her face that he recognized... it was the exact frightened expression that he’d seen on the woman in the alley that morning.”
This moment of uncertainty—Was it her? Is he imagining things? —reminds us that no act of kindness is ever just logistical. There are real people, real shame, and real risk behind every letter to Santa as well as behind every whispered request for help.
This book's prose is polished but natural. Shoop avoids unnecessary flourishes, yet she still knows how to turn a phrase when it matters. The narrative voice switches between characters with care, offering intimate windows into their struggles. You feel the cold, the hunger, the flicker of candlelight, and the weight of being forgotten.
It is a compelling narrative especially if you go in looking for something emotionally driven rather than plot-heavy. The stakes aren’t life-or-death in a dramatic sense, but they feel deeply important: Will this child get a gift? Will this mother find her daughter again? Will this man act before it’s too late? Shoop layers timelines and characters in a way that slowly draws connections without spelling everything out too quickly. There are moments that at first feel quiet or even throwaway but the more you read, the more those moments matter. They’re like thread ends left dangling until the final chapters gently tug them into place. It’s not a twisty plot in the traditional sense, but it’s incredibly satisfying the way it all circles back.
One of the novel’s quiet triumphs is how it shows how the lives of the desperate and the fortunate don’t always collide head-on but they do brush past each other, in alleys, in shops, in letters left unanswered. Shoop captures that beautifully, and it leaves you with a sense of unfinished prayers finally landing where they need to. And maybe that’s the point. "The Tin Whistle" reminds us that the most transformative moments in life rarely come with fanfare. Sometimes, they arrive in the form of a simple, dented toy—a thing you almost forgot you needed.
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